2 - Unfortunate nail

“In the Three Pink Lotus Street, there was an… Aaaargh!” said the beggar, obviously in pain.

“One ‘Argh !’ and two ‘Haaa !’. Maybe a ‘Huuu’ or a ‘Hooo’… I can't remember…” explains the old man massaging his muddy foot, which he just seemed to have hurt on an unfortunate nail. “Master Shaobaibai, I’m thinking that…” But the Master had already left.